Zubin Hensler - Tactilian lyrics

What's on my mind in the evening? Tangerines in their skins Taking their time to be eaten So cold, so cold Smoke in my lantern What's on my mind when the light's out? I don't think you wanna know Think I'm a bit sick of holding on A terrible time to be thinking Think I'd rather undress Feel the flesh in my fingers Let it go, let it go, let it pa** Smoke in my lantern What's on my mind when the light's out? I don't think you wanna know Think I'm a bit sick of holding on Then I open the door And I know I'm not gonna be back for a while